Mickey hung up the phone and faced his co-worker Mark.
“Buddy got to go the main city port to collect the supplies for next week,” Mickey said to his assistant. It should be his time off. Two of his co-workers were absent, and they couldn’t take a break when it was high season. The resort hotel was jam-packed with visitors since there was a convention being held at the moment.
“You sure? The weather seemed bad to travel to the forest side,” Mark asked.
There was a weather report saying a rainstorm that was about to pass on the island. The way to the central city was almost an hour's drive away from the resort, and though the road was safe, trees and brushwood of trees will be your enemy at the way, especially in a downpour rain.
“It's still early. The storm won't
